The Physicians Committee for Responsible Medicine has a message for all the people going to Superbowl parties today:
More than 1.23 billion chicken wings will be devoured as football fans watch the San Francisco 49ers take on the Baltimore Ravens in the Super Bowl... Just five wings have more calories, fat, and cholesterol than a Big Mac. Sickening, but more nauseating: Most chicken products people eat are tainted with feces.
A typical large processing plant may slaughter more than a million birds per week. There, chickens are stunned, killed, bled, and sent through scalding tanks, which help remove feathers but also act as reservoirs that transfer feces from one carcass to another. After scalding, feathers and intestines are mechanically removed. Intestinal contents can spill onto machinery and contaminate the muscles and organs of the chicken and those processed afterward.
GeoBeatsNews reports on an experimental London-based project to feed pigeons a special diet that'll make them poop soap. That way, instead of dirtying the city as they fly around, they'll clean it.
The video makes it sound like this is an official government-sponsored project. But as far as I can tell, it's an art project called "Pigeon D'Or" by Cohen Van Balen. That is, it's probably not really happening. Van Balen offers this description of the project:
With the help of biochemist James Chappell, we have used synthetic biology to design and create a bacteria that can modify the metabolism of pigeons. To achieve this, we have created a new biobrick, or standard biological part, that when added to the genetic information of the bacteria, creates lipase. We have also used a biobrick that lowers the ph. The result is a biological device that produces a kind of window-soap. We have built this device in the bacteria Lactobacillus, which is a bacteria that naturally occurs in the digestive tract. So when feeding this bacteria to a pigeon, it should produce and defecate biological soap.
According to rocketnews24.com, there's a Korean drink called Tsongsul, which translates as "feces wine." It's made by mixing oven-baked feces (chicken, dog, or human) with distilled grain alcohol. Some medicinal herbs and cat bones are thrown in as well. Then the whole evil concoction is left to ferment for 3 to 4 months.
People drink this in the hope that it'll cure whatever illness they might have, not for fun. However, I can't find any sources that independently confirm there really is such a drink, but Korean sources are hard to check. So I'm going to take their word for it.
The rules are that players bet on a 54-number grid. Then they wait for a chicken to poop somewhere on the grid. So it sounds more like Chicken Poop Roulette, than Bingo, since you don't wait to get a bingo. According to the Wall Street Journal, the game was invented in a New Orleans bar during the 1980s. There's also a version that involves cow poop.
Surely this is the worst name for a laxative ever, conjuring up images of torrents of tarry bowel movements. The fact that "black draught" is also a term for a horse and cow purgative doesn't help.
Worst of all, the stuff is still being sold!
Listen to these old grannies wince at the memory of taking Black Draught in their youth.
Ad campaign voted most likely to result in scatological jokes.
Also: see the "person" in the Persian Siamese cat "costume" in the top panel? Note how the shape of the cat head does not conform to the shapes of the human heads on display. The unnatural angle of the neck. And the cat is looking with its living "costume" eyes!
Plainly, this is a encoded warning against aliens among us!
Infant port-a-potties must be the new thing. Last week I saw a mother having her kid go to the bathroom in one of them in the back of a pick-up truck in the parking lot of a local supermarket. Now here's a story about a mother who whipped out a port-a-potty in the middle of a crowded deli, and had her kid do her business right there, as the other diners looked on in disbelief. One diner snapped a photo, for the benefit of the internet.
Paul Di Filippo
Paul has been paid to put weird ideas into fictional form for over thirty years, in his career as a noted science fiction writer. He has recently begun blogging on many curious topics with three fellow writers at The Inferior 4+1.